Silence In Between .
Dark the night,moonshine gone,
spider’s web,gossamer spun.
Barn owl hoots surfs the air,
fox slinks out beneath her lair.
Golden brown leaves mat the ground,
field mice scurry without a sound.
Chilling breeze blows on through,
collar up,foggy dew.
Footsteps fall,ambling pace,
hands in pockets,scarf wrapped face.
Listening to the farthest sound,
where silence in between is found.
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